Page 116 of Long Live the King


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Bantering with him gives me whiplash. Every time I think I understand where we stand, he does something that makes me question everything. He’s a real head fuck but I’m the one who likes him.

What does that say about me?

???

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Bellamy

“There you are! Where have you be– oh, hey.” Nera’s eyes flick above my shoulder as she speaks. She cuts herself off mid-sentence when she notices Rogue behind me.

“Hey.” Rogue answers, sitting on the couch in our VIP section and pulling me down onto his lap.

“We didn’t realize you were here. That explains where Bellamy’s been this whole time.” Six says with a smirk.

“I was… freshening up in the bathroom.”

“Bien sur.” Of course.

“If only she knew my cum was leaking out of you right now.” Rogue whispers against my hair so only I can hear him.

I elbow him in the stomach and I feel his answering laugh against my back. The tone is melodious and addictive and has warmth spreading through my chest.

“Where’s Thayer?” I ask, looking around. There are a few men I don’t know sitting next to Six and Nera. Randoms from the club, I’m guessing.

“Off somewhere bickering with Rhys.”

“Rhys is here?” I ask, turning around to look at Rogue.

“He came with me. Did you think he’d stay away when he realized she was at a nightclub?”

“She has a boyfriend.” I say, chastising him slightly. There’s no love lost between Carter and I, but Thayer won’t be unfaithful. She won’t betray him like he did her.

“Not for long.” He says.

His eyes are focused elsewhere and thinned into slits. I follow his gaze and am surprised to see he’s watching Six. She’s sipping her drink distractedly and the man next to her leans close as he whispers something in her ear. Rogue growls as the man puts his arm around the back of the couch behind her.

“What?” I ask.

“He needs to keep his hands to himself.”

Now I’m confused. They’ve known each other a long time. Is he interested in her? A small part of me shrivels up inside at the thought.

“The guy talking to Six? Why?”

“It’s not his place.” He answers stonily. “Phoenix won’t like it.”

I exhale a breath I didn’t know I was holding, tension leaving my body as I do.

“Phoenix doesn’t get a say, she doesn’t belong to him.”

“She does.” He says, typing something on his phone.

Oh, heck no.

I appreciate that he’s protective of his friends, but so am I. Pulling out my phone, I text Six on the side.

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